Today was perfect. He pushed me on a swing.
We held hands. We talked. We kissed. We laughed. We sang together
in the car. We ate ice cream, and shared sodas. We took my little
cousin to the park, even though it looked like we were teen
parents. We played along with the stares from the mother who was
there. Later, we took my little brothers to the park, and he once
again proved he's going to be a great father. We played
football, and basketball, and kickball, and frisbee, even though
I got mad and quit. He didn't say a word when I gave my
attention to the little kids and baby at the barbeque. He talked
with my family. He let me do as many cartwheels and handstands as
I wanted without saying a word. He brought me cherries whenever
he passed the table they were on. We just had fun today, and it
was a great day. We've been together for 6 months, and
everyday he makes me feel like he did today. He makes me feel
special, like I'm the only one for him. Like I actually
matter. He gives a dxmn about me. But God, even with that feeling
everyday, today was just perfect.
♥